Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Cover Reveal: Requiem by T.G. Ayer

Her name is Evangeline and she is Nephilim.Evie
is stuck in the Underworld until she can find a way to be released from
her new found role as Hades. And the longer she remains in Hades the
more secrets are revealed about her true origins. A confrontation with a
Dark Angel brings two revelations to the Evie - the true identity of
Daniel, the Master of the Irin's assistant, and who is he to Evie
herself.

While a trip into the depths of Hades leads Evie into the fiery depths
of Tartarus and eventually to the eternal peace of Elysium, will Evie
find the peace she seeks? And what about the smoking hot Julian, god of
Hades? How far is he willing to go to keep Evie at his side?

Evie belongs
to the Brotherhood Irin and together with all the other Angels of the
world she is protector to humanity, protector against evil. But evil has
found its way into the Brotherhood. Someone has murdered her guardian
and Marcellus, the New Master makes demands of the warriors that go
against all they stand for. Demands Evie just can't carry out.

Evie
uncovers Marcellus' plan to collect a set of special seals, but when a
high-level demon reveals the truth behind the Seals of Hades, Evie know
there is no way she can allow the Master of the Irin to get his hands on
them. But will keeping the Seals from Marcellus cause her to sacrifice
more that she should? With the life of Julian the uber-hot King of Hades
at stake, will vengeance for her guardian's death be enough or will she
need more to satisfy her Immortal soul?

I have been a writer from the time I was old enough to recognize that reading
was a doorway into my imagination. Poetry was my first foray into the art of
the written word. Books were my best friends, my escape, my haven. I am
essentially a recluse but this part of my personality is impossible to practice
given I have two teenage daughters, who are actually my friends, my tea-makers,
my confidantes… I am blessed with a husband who has left me for golf. It’s a
fair trade as I have left him for writing. We are both passionate supporters of
each others loves – it works wonderfully…

My heart is currently broken in two. One half
resides in South Africa where my old roots still remain, and my heart still
longs for the endless beaches and the smell of moist soil after a summer
downpour. My love for Ma Afrika will never fade. The other half of me has been
transplanted to the Land of the Long White Cloud. The land of the Taniwha,
beautiful Maraes, and volcanoes. The land of green, pure beauty that truly
inspires. And because I am so torn between these two lands – I shall forever
remain cross-eyed.